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Tuesday, November 29, 2011

Sometimes Florida throws a real wrench in things. Like a cold, rainy day in the midst of 70-80 degree sunny ones. Not that there's anything wrong with rainy, I just wish we had a little heads up before coldness like this rolls around. I'm pretty sure school should just be canceled alltogether when it rains. Days like these just go down better with a hot cup of apple cider. Which I believe I'll be helping myself to before too long.

Oh, and guys, we've started decorating for Christmas! Can you believe it's almost that time of year again? I'm pretty much psyched! Christmas is my favorite. Now all I need is a date with Elf and someone to narrow down my 59247528745 item long list of gifts to make from Pinterest for me. I may have been a little over ambitious with my idea saving. Just a tad. But you can just come over for craft night and make them for me. I'll provide s'mores and cocoa. Who's with me?

Friday, November 18, 2011

Boy are we getting excited around here! Thanksgiving means family, a whole day of baking and cooking {favorites!!}, yummy smells like cinnamon-pumkin and turkey, Wednesday off from classes, Christmas music on the radio, sweaters and jeans, and a weekend at the lake. Doesn't that sound delicious? We certainly think so!

Wednesday, November 16, 2011

I'm pretty sure I post about the weather entirely too much. It's either this or books. I'm just going to go ahead and pick your poison for you. Weather. The only books I read enough to discuss are too torturous for your sweet little eyes. This post is nostalgic. This outfit was on Friday, which was cold and fallish. And today is hot, humid and sticky. Blech! And I'm wearing a sweater. And tights. And plus I took the time to curl my hair this morning and the weather totally ruined it! Stink on you, weather. Stink. On. You. It's an "I need ice cream" sort of a day. Fortunately I know that there is a nice, big tub of Whoopers ice cream waiting for me to engulf {ladylike?} later tonight. Plus I'll make Dusty eat some too so I don't feel like such a pig. Food therapy is not recommended, but extremely effective. Don't try this at home.

Tuesday, November 15, 2011

Sometimes I get tired of wearing contacts so I wear my nerd glasses. Mostly because I wear my contacts for 34972894 billion hours at a time and they get all stuck to my eyes and turn them red and burny. I have seriously got to come up with a way to stop reading books and staring at computer screens so much. Books on tape? I've got no solution to the computer though. What are the guidelines for going to bed at 8:00 pm on a Tuesday? I'm up for judgment if it means I can get in a few extra hours. Mmmm sleep. I may also sneak in a fun sized Snickers bar {that Dusty got in all of his sweetness for me last night. Despite evidence to the contrary, chocolate does heal.} as a nightcap before I pass out.

And I will probably read this post later and laugh at my deliriousness in writing it. Bah.

Friday, November 11, 2011

I love you like macaroni loves cheese. And I'm so glad you were born. So that I could meet you. And we could fall in love with each other. And you could call me cheesy pet names. And pretend that everything I cook is delicious to make me feel good. And keep my toes warm when it's cold outside. Because you tend to know just how to do that. And you could build me fires in the fireplace and we could sit beside them and drink hot cocoa together. Even if it's only November in Florida. And you could grow that beard that makes you look like a lumberjack. A really adorable lumberjack. And I could steal your fleece sweatshirts. And bake you a birthday cake. And we could share your birthday cake because I kinda can't wait to cut into that thing. And so that I can celebrate this very special day with you. Because I love you.

Thursday, November 10, 2011

Yup, so not much to say about these except for I'll probably be whining about exams for the next few weeks. Because they are fast approaching and these books have become both my lifelines and my personal nightmares all at once.

Today was a misty, gloomy sort of a day. Perfect for hot cocoa and fires in fireplaces. And marshmallows. Those make everything lovely. I kind of like weather like this in some strange little way. It makes me want to bake something. I'm going with pumpkin muffins. Mostly because I found a recipe on Pinterest (aka: the devil) that only includes a box of cake mix and a 15 oz can of pumpkin. I'm having a hard time believing it'll work, but I'll let you know if I'm converted into a believer. Next up, a can of sweetened condensed milk covered in water in a crock pot overnight (8 hours) makes caramel. This whole Pinterest deal seems to be introducing me to the world of cooking magic. You can call me Houdini.

Tuesday, November 8, 2011

Yup, so we tried our hand at being Greek this weekend. Aaaannd that was kind of a fail. For one, we're not much to speak of in the field of song and dance, but more importantly, we got there after the gyros ran out. And it was quite the Greek tragedy. {That was one of the cheesiest puns I have ever stooped so low as to use, but I've never been able to make a pun out of that before. So there. And don't say you wouldn't have done it either.} We ended up with pork on a stick {there was a very Greek name for this and I have no clue as to what that name might be} and Greek fries. Which are kind of like American fries. But with more garlic. And the sauce was really good.

After our cultural experience for the weekend, we went to Wal-Mart. Wouldn't want to act too refined or anything. I mean it was Saturday after all. And if you see us on "People of Wal-Mart" running around acting like children with a cart filled with banana split-making supplies and a turkey {?} you have my permission to pretend that you don't know us.

Mmmk, well have a great Tuesday!

Love,

Ramsey

Oh, and P.S.: I just have to brag on this vest because it is like wearing a socially-acceptible teddy bear around all day. Which is obviously fantastic. And I also have to tell you that me and my mom scored these pants on Friday at Ann Taylor for $7. That's seven dollars. The lady at the register couldn't even believe it.

Saturday, November 5, 2011

As promised, I was a terrible blogger this week. And I missed you guys. You should tell me you missed me too {I'm ok if you lie a little.} so we can just have a great big love fest here. I'm all about warm fuzzies on a cool day like this. I think it's going to take me the whole weekend to recover from this week. Scratch that, with all the editing on my plate, I may need more than a weekend. Who can I petition to get these things to come around more than once a week?

I hope you are all making the most of your Saturdays. Do share your plans! I think we are going to hit up the Greek festival that's in town for some Gyros {never have been able to pronounce that word} and then head back to Dusty's newly-hooked-up tv {!!! I'm thinking Dusty may be a teensy bit excited to have it back since it's been out for a few weeks. And it's football season.} and watch the LSU/Alabama game. Personally I could care less, but admitting that aloud would be blasphemous. I'm just in it for the atmosphere anyway. And an excuse to nap away an afternoon.

Wednesday, November 2, 2011

Today was a cumbersome day. Galumphing, incommodious, clunker. I googled those. I don't even know how to pronounce the second one but I'm too lazy to google the pronunciation right now. I don't know what came over my coordinatedness today. Actually, it was probably a combination of the scarf, heels, jacket, skirt, and 5324234179 bags that I insisted on carrying around all day. Clearly I overestimated my ability to juggle. Shucks, there goes my dream of running off and joining the traveling circus. I had three near misses and managed not to spill, drop, or rip anything, which ammounts to a small personal victory for me. But you can still bet your bums I'll be wearing flats tomorrow and keeping both heels planted firmly on the ground. I don't want to press my luck or anything. Oh, and incase you were wondering, the weather was amazing enough to wear the scarf and jacket alllll day. Oh fall, I love you. If you were a kissable thing, I'd kiss you right on the face. "Mmmuchwa!" {P.S. This scarf is double amazing because it is so fluffy-stuffy you could fall asleep sitting up and your neck wouldn't move. That makes it even more awesome than the one I had a mini stomp fit very adult-like "humphff" over not being able to find this morning.}

Tuesday, November 1, 2011

Dress and sweater: F21, Tights: Target, Scarf: Gift, Shoes: UO, Shirt: Old Navy, Jewelry: Premier, F21, Movado11-1-11. Don't ya just love dates like this? Better yet? 11-11-11 is just around the corner. And it's Dusty's birthday!!! I think it's going to be a particularly good day because that just has to mean luck or something like it, right?

Above are some {reeeealllyyy really bad} Halloween pictures. It was all after dark and there was no one around to photograph our costumes, so there you go. Poops. Anywho, you get the general idea. Aaand I really have no excuses.

Final thing on the agenda. This week is shaping up to look awefully nuts. Bad nuts. So if I'm not able to post as regular, do pardon. I'll be parking my rear-hind in the library for the next two afternoons doing reasearch after class. Whoo. It should go super smooth though, because our professor spent 50 minutes today walking us through an exercise that was supposed to be helpful but ended up sounding more like Charlie Brown's teacher. Wha-whaaaa-wha-whaaaa-wha-whaaa. Right. Got it. Just give me ten more years of legal reasearch work under my belt and we will completely be on the same page.

Hope you have a rather libraryless {pleasant}week.

Love,

Ramsey

P.S.: Lit our first fire in the fireplace tonight and it is absolutely delicious. As is the scarf around my neck and the wool socks on my toes. Excessive for the first day of November in Florida? Dusty thinks so. I think it'll be good practice for later.

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You are reading the tale of a fashion-loving law student. Who walks in heels while carrying heavy law books and wears red lipstick to class. On a teeny budget because, well, see above. At Florida State University College of Law. Being the most un-Floridian Floridian you will probably ever meet. Sometimes this tale is funny, sometimes stressed, or happy, or sad, or hungry. And it has pictures of clothes and such along the way. Because what isn't better with pictures?
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